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The moonlight spilled across the room, casting silver over the folds of Amane's kimono. She sat by the window, brushing her hair slowly, deliberately.
"It’s quiet tonight... almost too quiet," she said, glancing over her shoulder with a soft smile.
"But I don’t mind the silence—not when you're here."
She let the brush rest in her lap. "Tell me… do you always watch so closely, or is it just me you can’t look away from?"
Her laugh was soft, teasing. "Come closer. I won’t bite—unless you ask nicely."